Sunday, September 10, 2006

Pictorial Diary of a Domestic Task involving lots of Fat

In an effort to be more regular with the blogging… then I got in a fluster of indecisiveness, which made me put it off. Irony!

Then yesterday I decided to document my cooking of a roast dinner for Bob. Bob is my housemate. He is large and eats a lot.

I am a lady and I nibble.

I also took one or two pictures of paintings. You’ll notice when they come up. They aren’t chicken.

Well, here’s the chicken. The one that came with garlic attached was cheaper than the one that didn’t.

The clock in our kitchen is well classy.

And Kurt’s face has got fatter again. I’m using a wider variety of brush sizes these days. Also going back to the old Rembrandt trick of dark thinned oil paint seeping into the cracks of dry textured underpainting.

The whole thing has become more meaty. Meat, fat, meat, fat. Man meat.

A major component of the popularity of my roast dinners with Bob is the stuffing. One of the secrets is how much saturated fat there is in it. See how I fried lots and lots of bacon in frothy yellow butter.

Joyce the cat stood on the window sill having mental problems whilst I buzzed around the kitchen washing up as I went along like some kind of domestic ninja.

The stuffing also has dried apricots in it. Bob likes sweet things as well as fat. His tastes are varied.

Meanwhile, I have started some mental paintings of flowers growing out of men’s heads, erumpently. I’ll post some drawings along these lines very soon. But I even started an oil painting of it. You can kind of see the erumpence building, though it’s still a bit murky.

9 comments:

This post made me feel like I was just hanging out with you at your home. GOOOOD times! The photo of the meat cooking in bacon fat and yellow butter looks tasty, but makes my heart hurt just looking at it. I looove heart-attack flavored food! Bob looks like a fun fellow to ride bikes with. Your walls look like mine, with all the fun scribbly drawing all over them. Thanks for the tour of an evening with the one and only exuberant Chloe!

I call pudding "pudding" AND "dessert". Desserts that are not pudding, I just call "dessert", or "cake". Either way, I like to eat lots of it!

I think the confusion over the pudding/dessert issue is that we call any dinnertime sweet dish pudding, including 'pudding' the substance, ie christmas pudding etc. Whereas American would call dinnertime sweet stuff dessert, whilst pudding is strictly a substance. We call is dessert sometimes too.

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Here is a humble offering of pictures and punchy wordlets. I am a mother of one little girl. There is no more wordlumber, no more sitting on the hill contemplating, a lot more stepping on lego. I still think I'm quite good at drawing though